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August 16, 2007
Worry worry super-scurry
Since I had begun to worry about the amount of worrying I am doing, last night I made the radical decision to do something about all of my worries at one time.
My coterie of skills as a human being were reviewed to see which one in particular might solve my worrying problem. The skill that came to mind most prominently was my awesome power of procrastination. I am in fact the finest procrastinator on the planet. This skill of mine is often disguised as leftbrainedness, or forgetfullness, or blondeness, or fear, but I am indeed at my core a pure and simple procrastinator.
I figured that since God gave me this skill, I should actually use it for good instead of evil. Therefore, I have now decided that I am going to fully postpone all nuisance worrying until November 1, 2007 at 9 p.m. in the evening. Between now and then I can put things on a worry list to refer to at the appointed time or I can just dismiss the nuisance worries altogether, procrastinating fully until the day I can worry about them earnestly and with vigorous anxiety.
I got this idea from earlier successes using procrastination as a major life-skills tool. (Look out, Dr. Phil. You may have down-home aw-shuckism and logic and "character building" stuff in your repertoire, but I have THE POWER OF PROCRASTINATION.) Maybe that's my next book: The Seven Habits of Highly Lazy Neurotics. Sure, the book only discusses Habit One but then there are cat pictures...

Anyway! This awesome life-skills strategy of Highly Focused Procrastination has worked for me in the past with my tendency to fear I might come down with various imaginary diseases, such as Monkeypox or flesh-eating bacteria. (I never worried I actually had contracted a malady. That would be some other -ism, or -chondria issue. No, I have the constitution of a horse, am very sturdy and rarely get sick. But there was always the fear of exotic illness, you see, for my little challenge is my tendency to worry about unseen future events.) For a while on the news there was a story every few days about flesh-eating disease and how nice, normal, unsuspecting folks would get a little cut or a pimple and before you knew it THEY HAD THE FLESH EATING BACTERIA!!! They were being eaten alive!!! By their own bodies!!!!!
For several weeks I had to scrutinize each blemish and imperfection carefully for signs of FLESH EATING ACTIVITY!!! Until SARS came along. Or was it Anthrax? Back when I was married, I was writing for a teen online magazine and I got of lot of mail (I was just as bad then as I am now with the mail, of course) and I would go pick it up from the mailbox place in a big box and carry it home. It was always nice mail, happy mail ... until Anthrax came along then it had the POWER TO KILL ME.
I remember during that time specifically picking out a cute picture of myself and giving it to Mr. X and making him solemnly swear to use it in my obituary in case I opened a pink sparkly letter from an alleged teenage girl in Wisconsin and then died of Anthrax poisoning. I was very worried about THE PICTURE IN MY OBITUARY. In my defense, you would understand that this is a real and pertinent fear if you've ever seen my driver's license photo. It is horrible. It's so bad that I always ALWAYS win the "Who has the worst DMV photo?" contest. In my state-issued photograph I am a color of orange that doesn't even occur in nature. The flash and excellent photo-taking skills of our California Van Nuys Civil Servants conspired to make me look like a cross between Eileen Wuornos, Portrait Of A Serial Killer, and ... Yoda.
The photo was a very serious matter.
So we all had a few laughs about my Anthrax Obituary Photo, pre-selected by me, also known forevermore as "No, I am Not Vain Thanyouverymuch. I am Just A Very Good Planner." Ah, the laughs. I enjoy making people laugh.
Then I made him sign a document swearing he'd use that photo. A girl has to keep an eye on these things, you see.
But since no husbands current or ex can be counted on to get the photo right, over time I developed an awesome little trick for dealing with things such as SARS and Anthrax poisoning and also any weird aches or sniffles or whatever. If I noticed one day that something was wrong with the ol' body electric (just a little wrong, you know, not the "I am bleeding out of one eyeball" kind of wrong) I would think, "Ok, today is Tuesday. If this (insert ailment here) isn't better in five days I will go see a doctor." And sure enough in five days whatever was wrong had either healed or vanished. Magic! Procrastination put to awesome beneficial use!
[The things I tell you people. It's kind of like watching Jerry Springer, right? Now you feel much more mentally balanced, because hey ... you at least aren't preparing for your Anthrax-related obituary. Rock on with your well-balanced self!]
I figure this Wait Five Days And Then Worry strategy worked so well on physical ailments that a modified version would work on my worry ailments. Therefore, I am not going to worry about a damn thing until November 1, 2007 at 9 p.m.
See you then, suckers! Bring chocolate! Bring Kleenex! Bring Valium! Bring wine!
And feel free to bring along any pre-selected photos in case all the worrying is fatal. It never hurts to plan ahead.
Posted by laurie at August 16, 2007 05:45 AM
Comments
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Posted by: Mary in Illinois at August 16, 2007 09:49 AM
Very good advice. I'm a procrastinator too, of the highest order (re: separated 4 years, still not divorced). Good to know that it can be useful at times.
Posted by: Mary in Boston at August 16, 2007 09:50 AM
I love your planning ahead. Worrying in November, smoking in 2035.
You rock.
Posted by: Mary in Illinois at August 16, 2007 09:51 AM
9 p.m. is the WORST time of the day for me. It's like all my worries grow to HUMONGOUS OH MY GOD I'M GONNA DIE size at 9 p.m. Like clockwork.
I have to sternly tell myself to go to bed and sleep on it. The next morning, everything is back down to "Huh. That's not that big of a deal" size.
But I hear ya on the not-able-to-tell-the-brain-to-shut-UP-NOW phase. As a former journalist, did you ever WRITE your own obituary? I think I did at some point in my career and had it in the newspaper's system. In case, ya know, I should get flattened by a truck.
No photo though. I don't like how I look in any of my photos.
September will be better. You have to bake an apple pie with lots of cinnamon and nutmeg in September. I think it's federal law or something.
Posted by: OtherLisa at August 16, 2007 09:54 AM
I've been using the "wait five days" rule for a loooong time. Mother of four, grandmother of four, mother with dementia, husband travels, myself with arthritus. Yep, the five day wait rule is a beautiful thing.
Posted by: Ruth in PA at August 16, 2007 10:00 AM
SUCH an excellent plan, unless of course one worries about things like paying bills, which I understand is not your issue, so have at it.
I only worry about things I SHOULD have done. How messed up is THAT?
Posted by: tiff at August 16, 2007 10:05 AM
No, you're not the world's best procrastinator. That title belongs to me. And I'm going to start a self-help group for the likes of us, maybe tomorrow. ;-)
Posted by: Mary in Virginia at August 16, 2007 10:06 AM
I think I need you as my life coach. I'm willing to pay in chocolate and cat hair. ;^)
Posted by: Cookie at August 16, 2007 10:07 AM
I can go toe to toe with you on the procrastination front. I always formulate plans to change my life, but then i just don't do it.
I could have a gold medal in lazy.
Eileen Wuornos & Yoda. Now that is some powerful imagery!
Posted by: suetreiber at August 16, 2007 10:07 AM
I'll probably put off making that new delayed worry thingee you're talking about. Sounds great though!
Posted by: MX at August 16, 2007 10:08 AM
Better Living Through Procrastination. Best seller, for sure. And the cat photo book called The Seven Habits of Highly Lazy Neurotics? Dude. Forget about it.
Get your people on the horn, it's time for a multi-book book deal, lady!
Posted by: Dr. B. at August 16, 2007 10:08 AM
My mom keeps telling me that I need to stop worrying, and you know you have a problem when your Jewish mother tells you not to worry so much. So I am going to follow your lead: from now on, no more worrying until November 1st. I just hope I don't forget to not worry. Oh wait! There it is - I'm worrying that I'll forget to not worry. I clearly have a long way to go.
Posted by: amy at August 16, 2007 10:10 AM
Tiff, I've finally got bill paying under control thanks to:
1) online banking and e-bill-pay
2) having fewer bills (a.k.a. The Budget That Keeps Me Afloat)
and
3) Online Banking with e-bill-pay!!!
I just logged on this very morning (day afyter payday, you know) and paid all my bills with a click. I LOVE online banking. It's the only way I stay on top of the bill situation.
Posted by: laurie at August 16, 2007 10:15 AM
Procrastinators of the World Unite!! does tomorrow work for you?
Posted by: Monique at August 16, 2007 10:23 AM
Nothin helps procrastination like checking in daily( ok more than daily sometimes!) on my favorite blogs!
Hello! Frankie looks just gorgeous BTW.....lovey lovey
Oh and I have to rub in the fact that I
HAVE ONLY ONE ZUCCHINI!!!!HA!! it was given to me... because I knew better than to actually plant them!!!...
Cause I'm SMARTER than the average zucchini..
its the gangs of tomatoes and peppers I have to worry about...until its SALSA TIME!!!!
Posted by: schnoobie at August 16, 2007 10:29 AM
I bow to your Powers of Procrastination. I thought *I* was the Queen of Procrastination, a.k.a., Miss Lazybutt. I, however, cannot set a date to worry because then I would worry about what I was going to worry about on the appointed date. I think I have a headache...
Posted by: Leeny at August 16, 2007 10:29 AM
Hmm, I am procrastinating by reading a blog entry on procrastination. Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something.
Posted by: Frances at August 16, 2007 10:30 AM
My mother's having scary neck surgery today. Of course, she told me not to worry. But she also sent me a copy of a form that describe in gory detail every single thing that could go wrong. But don't worry she says.
Gaah!
Posted by: Nancy Knits at August 16, 2007 10:31 AM
You are a genius, Laurie!! Procrastination to treat uncontrollable worrying!! I think we should name it The Perry Principle!!
How can you be a Certified Southerner and not give any mention of Elvis today???? I think you may need to turn in your cornbread pan and your hairspray. Aren't you ashamed??? ;o)
Posted by: Liz R at August 16, 2007 10:41 AM
I'll bet I'm not the only one procrastinating at work by reading your blog! Oh, and you aren't alone in the photo thing. Both my parents and my boyfriend are under death threats if I ever go missing and they use an unflattering photo - of which there are many. Because, really, who wants to be that girl on the tv that everyone sees a photo of and says, "Wow, couldn't they find a more flattering photo of her?"
Posted by: Amy in StL at August 16, 2007 10:42 AM
I might just have to do the same thing. Can't we go ahead and push it to Dec. 31st?
Posted by: ck at August 16, 2007 10:42 AM
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA **COUGH COUGH** HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Posted by: melissa at August 16, 2007 10:44 AM
Brilliant Idea! This ranks right up there with your interrupting smoking until a given date in the future! I love it and shall use it. Thanks.
p.s. I also love banking on-line for keeping up to date with the bills. I just schedule some payments to automatically be paid and then, for the nasty credit cards (only two now thank-you-very-much-for-the-inspiration-Laurie!) I go in mid-month and make additional payments of whatever's in the account and can be spared.
Posted by: Leslie in Mass at August 16, 2007 10:46 AM
May I suggest a Not-to-Exceed stipulation be added to your appointed worry date/time? Say, starting at 9 p.m. and not to exceed 12 a.m. the following day, with the option of further worrying dependent upon due consideration presented at the time of said worry, such as specified quantities of red wine, yarn and/or chocolate?
Don't want those worries to stick around and wear out their welcome, after all, and you with no recourse . . . .
Posted by: G.G. at August 16, 2007 10:49 AM
To bring the discussion back to knitting and crochet, I like to work on "Procrastination Projects" in-between large projects. This prevents ever making progress on large projects such as sweaters, afghans, etc. Read all about it here:
http://ellenbloom.blogspot.com/search?q=procrastination
Posted by: Ellen Bloom at August 16, 2007 10:50 AM
I used to work for an attorney who was scared of everything and rather paranoid. If he got boxes in the mail, no matter how small or how big, he'd tell me to open them, and then he'd go hide out in his office and close the door! Probably hid under the desk for all I know. He always thought someone was going to send him a bomb. And I know what you mean about the fine photographic skills of the California DMV, I am the same shade of orange of which you speak! I remember when I went to have mine done, I was all excited because I was changing the name on it, and getting a new picture! I had lost weight, had a very nice tan, all dolled up, and the *&%$# at the DMV still managed to make me look 100 pounds overweight and orange! I feel your pain sister!
Posted by: Beth at August 16, 2007 10:51 AM
There is *TOO* such a thing as Monkeypox. I cast it whenever I go by someone who as offended me - "A pox on you!!!"
Pritty kitty. Yummmmm.
Posted by: MonkeyGurrl at August 16, 2007 10:58 AM
OK, for starters I will try not to be paranoid (even though paranoia is one of my own more awe-inspiring life skills) by the fact that you have selected my 50th birthday as the target date for your worry-fest. I'd be looking to challenge your claims of being the planet's champion worrier (did you think you were the only one who worried about worrying? Meta-worry - it's the new black!) and/or procrastinator, except that on that one date I'm determined to be exempt. I'm giving myself a one-day get-out-or-worry-free card. As for the procrastination self-help trick, I think you forgot to mention your most impressive use of it to date. Isn't that exactly how you've handled smoking - by putting off the next cigarette until you turn 65? I thought I was a top-flight procrastinator, but I can't compete with that. No way.
Posted by: tsocktsarina at August 16, 2007 11:03 AM
Back on Aug. 1, Mr. Wonderful and I were on a short road trip. A memory flew through my brain, as they do, and I said to Mr. W., "I hope I never get Alzheimer's. I don't WANT to relive my past." His reply was, "The way I see it, there are two obstacles to living LIFE. Memory and projection."
That evening I came home to your post of that day, in which you said (among other fairly profound things), "I have been waiting until conditions were perfectly right to live fully."
It was just like that V8 commercial - BONK.
Procrastination is (in most cases) a GOOD thing, I think. You know that fiery missle you want to launch at the moron-of-the-month? Procrastination allows you to see the big picture.
Or to be distracted by a newer, more perfect moron...
Posted by: T at August 16, 2007 11:04 AM
Welcome to the Scarlett O'Hara school of worrying, also known as "Oh I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. After all tomorrow is another day."
Posted by: Lynne at August 16, 2007 11:04 AM
Ah yes. Procrastinators, the leaders of tomorrow. Yet another common trait! And for many others too, if the comments are any indication of the general population. Which they totally are, because this is teh intarnets, and teh intarnets are all true.
Tiff, I do the same thing on both counts - bills and "why didn't I do that then?" Mostly, I worry about why I didn't clean this or do that and wonder what my problem is, and how to fix said problem and actually get things done for once, and then continue to sit on the couch and stare slack-jawed at the tv, blatantly not getting anything done. I swear there are gray cells in there somewhere, I'm just not using them.
Posted by: Chennpug at August 16, 2007 11:07 AM
Laurie, oh, my gosh, I so sympathize with your whole worrying about everything, worrying about stupid things issue because that is me in a nutshell. I obsess about some pretty stupid worries until I figure out they are stupid & then I move on to the next one. My husband told me it is because I have too much free time & because I don't fully engage my brain at work as he thinks being a receptionist is a job that does not require much mental power!! He told me to put my over-active imagination to good use & write a book. Now I am seriously considering that, but still continuing to worry about some pretty silly things...but that is the whole problem, I know they are silly, but I can't stop worrying. Then I worry about worrying!! So anyhow today's entry stuck a note with me, obviously! Good luck!!!
Posted by: Lesli at August 16, 2007 11:10 AM
I'm in!
I read an article recently about how talking about all your problems doesn't really help--in fact, to the contrary, it only makes you feel crummier. (Unless the person you are talking to is helping guide you to a solution--can we say therapist?) I'm gonna try it--let you know...
Posted by: pam at August 16, 2007 11:14 AM
Procrastination is a fabulous way of approaching worry! I must engage in this practice.
I have turned worry into something equally positive. I do not worry, I am "future scenario planning."
This really means that I spend my time try to figure out elaborate ways to solve/avoid the flesh eating diseases, exposed ugly undies, falling-down-and-breaking-myself problems that I may or may not yet have.
Posted by: Angie at August 16, 2007 11:15 AM
Couldn't you have put that worrying off until the day you can smoke again?? Wasn't that sometime in your early 60's? Then, at least you can have something to calm your nerves when you DO worry! :-)
Posted by: Jan B. at August 16, 2007 11:17 AM
I'm moved to the south 18 years ago and although I'm not a born & bred southerner I believe my time here has earned me the right to use the phrase "fixin' to" as in - I'm fixin' to: go to lunch, clean the cat box/my house, change my oil/evil ways, etc. "Fixin' to" after all is really announcing that I am engaged in the process of procrastinating - and it's not a bad thing! I love the south - I really do - couldn't pry me away on a bet. By the way, I think you could retire on "10 Highly Effective Habits of the Lazy and Neurotic."
Posted by: cat at August 16, 2007 11:29 AM
Holy crap! Why did I never even think about the whole good picture in case I die idea? Cause goodness only knows that my mother will seek her revenge of me not reproducing by putting my DMV picture in the obit. Now I have a goal, instead of studying for the GRE, that is.
As for the whole flesh-eating bacteria, my friend had it a couple of times and caught it before it got too big. The biggest scar is smaller than a dime. So, no worries. She picked it up in a small village in Turkmenistan, so I don't think that should be a big worry. Now, parasites, they bother me, especially the ones that can break off and float up to your brain. Not cool.
Posted by: Laura at August 16, 2007 11:32 AM
i do my best worrying at 3am. kind of sucks.
Posted by: maryse at August 16, 2007 11:40 AM
Hah! I'm not even going to worry about what you wrote. I'm just going to get my plane ticket for November 1. Can we rent a big hall somewheres in encino-adjacent?
And, I love it when my pointer goes across the pic, it's called "bigolfrankieface" Just.want.to nibble.whiskers (on the orange side).
Posted by: marilyn at August 16, 2007 11:44 AM
Ahh the exotic illness.. I too have had my fair share of exotic illness scares...And also radio active spider bites... which was not so much with the wall climbing and unfortunately heavy with the antibiotics :/ Although for a full week I went around proclaiming that my spider sense was, in fact, tingling.
Happy Thursday!
Posted by: Justin at August 16, 2007 11:56 AM
Ever since I read a book that said the world is going to end in 2012 (or at least vastly change due to like I dunno, the azteks or something), I've felt much better.
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2012)
Especially since I KNOW I can keep a relationship going for up to 5 years. It's just that after that things fall apart. So I'm golden!
Then I realized I can't do math. And I work as a business analyst, so maybe that's a bad thing. But I decided the principle still stood, and hopefully work won't find out that I can't do math until then.
Posted by: Gail at August 16, 2007 11:58 AM
Why November 1? Surely you are aware that it's way more than 5 days from now.
OTOH, why *not* November 1? Go for it.
(I heart Frankie. In fact I totally heart all of your cats. Please post zillions of pictures of them. Let's face it, after nearly two weeks of much-needed and wonderful vacation I am cat-deprived.)
Posted by: Lucia at August 16, 2007 12:07 PM
'no husbands current or ex' -- what are they good for anyway?!
Posted by: Laurie (too) at August 16, 2007 12:16 PM
ROTFL!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're crazy!!!!! Good crazy, I mean!LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Juliana from Brazil at August 16, 2007 12:18 PM
I'm so joining you on this one!!! I've been overworrying lately myself! I'll be there virtually from the privacy of my bedroom armed with wine, knitting and plenty of smokes.(but we have to go outside to smoke.) :-)
Posted by: lesleyd at August 16, 2007 12:20 PM
I'd buy that book!! I'm right up there on the Olympic-level procrastination, like right now when I'm reading your blog instead of entering numbers into my budgets. Oh, yeah, and the worrying too--and the worrying induced by procrastinating! Yeah!
Posted by: Anna-Liza at August 16, 2007 12:25 PM
Now you HAVE to post that DMV photo!
Posted by: Debbie at August 16, 2007 12:29 PM
I live in New Mexico aka "the land of maƱana".
So I'll post my comment about procrastination tomorrow or the next day.
Posted by: psychomom at August 16, 2007 12:43 PM
Now you have to post the DMV photo! My Costco picture has me looking like Manson. Good news for you - you only look 50% like a serial killer.
Posted by: AmyS at August 16, 2007 12:44 PM
I'm a 3am worrier - my husband asked me what do I worry about and I said what don't I worry about!! You name it, and I worry about it!!
I found that if I go to bed at midnight, I sleep right through the 3am worries! Any earlier and my 3am worrying internal alarm clock goes off and I'm off on my Olympic Worrier training!!
Posted by: Valerie at August 16, 2007 12:44 PM
Laurie,
I just saw on the news there was a 3.5 quake near LA... Are earthquakes on your procrastination list? (I think that's one worry that I would keep off my own procrastination list)
Posted by: ErinLindsey at August 16, 2007 12:45 PM
Want to visit our laid back culture?
http://www.newmexico.org/go/loc/travel/page/travel-culturetips.html
Posted by: psychomom at August 16, 2007 12:49 PM
I really like your way of not worrying! And I really like the cat pictures! Ha.
Posted by: Robin at August 16, 2007 12:59 PM
Am I the only one who got the 99 Red Balloons (99 Luftballons)reference?
Posted by: Kristen at August 16, 2007 01:10 PM
Chennpug? We are SO separated at birth. Slack jaw and all.
Heh - once I know for SURE what cash is coming in every month I'll be able to stop worrying through the bill-paying cycle.....this whole "leave your husband and buy a house thing" might not have been the best financial decision ever, but GOD I'm happy. That and enrolling in a 401K plan are the best decisions I've made this year.
Posted by: tiff at August 16, 2007 01:26 PM
I'd like to write a book about the "7 Highly Effective Habits of Lazy Cats" seeing as how my cat has managed to live a fine life despite never having had a JOB or had to clean his own WASTE!
But I'm too busy right now, I'll do that later.
Posted by: Amy at August 16, 2007 01:26 PM
What a face on that cat, I love it!
Posted by: Briana @ Horse Hound Knit Spin at August 16, 2007 01:53 PM
I'm procrastinating right now...I think why not...I'm really good at it AND, worry....I had to get a special apparatus to place between my upper and lower teeth so that I quit clenching...even in my sleep...but, really what's a girl to do...it can get scary out here on your own...not even counting flesheating bacteria!
Posted by: Nancy at August 16, 2007 01:57 PM
thanks for that cap my hubby's work is in union negoiations and well i needed that.
Posted by: angie at August 16, 2007 02:03 PM
Did you know that the people behind the camera at the DMV have to take a photography test before they get the job? If the sample picture that they take comes out too life-like or good, they are not hired.
Posted by: Laura at August 16, 2007 02:03 PM
Did you know that the people behind the camera at the DMV have to take a photography test before they get the job? If the sample picture that they take comes out too life-like or good, they are not hired.
Posted by: Laura at August 16, 2007 02:04 PM
We have a Family Theory of Body Aches and Car Noises. It goes like this:
If something seems to be wrong, wait a while. Either it will go away, or it will get worse and you will know exactly what it is.
(Is it any wonder that I'm a hypochondriac who takes her car to the dealer for every little thing?!?)
Posted by: Anne at August 16, 2007 02:08 PM
You see? You see why I stalk you?!! Cute cat pictures, Gad-zukes, and sage advice!
November 1st there will be a nationwide run on wine, yarn and chocolate. Luckily all the Halloween candy will be on sale that day...
Posted by: Lyda at August 16, 2007 02:23 PM
I'm a great worrier too. I think it runs in my family as my oldest sister has me beat by a mile. She isn't much of a procrastinator though so that trick won't help her. My worries are pretty random and catch me off guard so I can't really plan my procrastination. I usually go with a cognative therapy technique that gets you to think about how rational your worry is. Using a scale of 1-10 or 1-5 helps too. Then you figure out how likely your worry is of actually happening. After some practise with this your worries drop in intensity and it gets easier. Good luck with your procrastination.
Posted by: Trish at August 16, 2007 02:34 PM
Wasn't it Scarlett O'Hara who said, "I can't think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow."
Posted by: QuiltyBird at August 16, 2007 03:02 PM
I do that at work quite a lot. Our company is family owned (mainly, my family) and we are bought & sold & relocated on quite literally a yearly basis. So I never worry as long as the pay check still clears the bank. The moment it bounces is time to worry! :) Got to keep the cats in their special prescription cat food. O_O
Posted by: Preita at August 16, 2007 03:05 PM
This whole post has got me worrying about a lot of things. If a woman who can work, grow zucchinis, care for cats, write this blog, knit, write a brilliant book, and still find time to watch "The Closer" is a procrastinator -- that is bad news for the rest of us.
Posted by: Neil at August 16, 2007 03:06 PM
I like the concept, applicable in many respects.
I got a little glimmering the other day that 'fear of' something and the 'something' itself are two different things. I'm going to ruminate on that one and see if it will help me get on planes and stuff like that. Thank you for your terrific column.
Posted by: cecelia at August 16, 2007 03:14 PM
I think you are totally writing about me! Except I admit I am also an avowed hypochondriac, so my worrying goes to an even higher level! My procrastination also is legendary! I like your theory of using for good instead of evil!
Posted by: Mauigirl52 at August 16, 2007 03:24 PM
Oh mama, am *I* one of those worriers!
But I'm not writing about that right now. I'm writing to say that one of the things I love about reading your blog is how you *end* your stories. It never just peters out; there's always a proper ending. So although you may not have closure on your worries, you certainly do on your stories about your worries.
And isn't that one of the things that matter?
Posted by: Leslie at August 16, 2007 04:08 PM
Leslie, I love you for that comment, thank you!!
Posted by: laurie at August 16, 2007 04:20 PM
There actually IS flesh-eating bacteria, better known among us germ junkies as necrotizing fasciitis. I think it's needless to say that YOU DON'T WANT IT. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news. Then on the other hand, chances of getting it are only about 3 times greater than being struck by lightning in your lifetime. YAY!
Posted by: April at August 16, 2007 05:03 PM
Just found your blog, and immediately bookmarked it. Knitting and cats and plants and "How Clean is Your House," and, and, and.... I'll be back every day. Great blog!
Posted by: Marion in Savannah at August 16, 2007 05:19 PM
Worry is like a rocking chair: It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere.
Erma Bombeck
Posted by: christine at August 16, 2007 05:58 PM
Oh dammit, now I have to scrabble through boxes for the single 7-year-old photo that I insist must be used with my obituary, no matter how many years from now it is published. I seriously don't have time to do this, but what if I've lost that photo?
Posted by: Becca at August 16, 2007 06:17 PM
I haven't read all the comments, so this may be a repeat but...
Procrastination is a southern woman's prerogative! It's Scarlet saying, "I'll think about that tomorrow" all over again.
Also, I do something like your "if I'm not better in 5 days I'll see a doctor" except with diets. If the current top fad diet lasts longer than 6 months, I'll give it a try. I haven't had to follow up once. OK, I cheated with the low-carb nonsense, but really.
Posted by: Maureen at August 16, 2007 07:06 PM
Hahahahahaha! Forget the "Power of Now", forget the Power of Positive Thinking, thanks to CrazyAuntPurl we have the Power of Procrastination. Again. Hahahahahaha!
Posted by: plain jane at August 16, 2007 07:07 PM
Great cat picture! My former cat, who passed away recently (and what is the deal with that happening to everyone's cats?) was obviously a separated-at-birth twin, except that the black and brown halves of her face were mirror-image to yours. I had never seen another cat like that until I started reading your blog. I intend to post a picture of Jekyll on my blog if you want to take a look...unless I don't get to it tonight...embrace the procrastination.
Posted by: Kary at August 16, 2007 07:38 PM
Now don't scare me, but would you do me a favor, please? I'd like to see the drivers license photo, okay.
lori
Posted by: Lori at August 16, 2007 07:49 PM
Ok, Lauri - got a little joke for you. It may help when you're feeling neurotic...;)
Q: What's the difference between a psychotic and a neurotic?
A: A psychotic KNOWS that two plus two equals five, and he's perfectly happy about it. A neurotic KNOWS that two plus two equals four...but it worries him.
Posted by: Beau at August 16, 2007 08:31 PM
I go by the adage "Not to decide is a decision"; if I couldn't be bothered to make a choice then it's not very important. An awful lot of things do seem to auto-resolve without my input and if they didn't turn out how I wanted, well, it's my own damn fault.
And worrying about your obituary photo? Silly! You have that fabulous author photo now.
Posted by: Sue F. at August 16, 2007 09:29 PM
I think you should have everyone scan and send you their bad driver's license photos. Then 1) you'll stop worrying about how bad yours looks, because they all look bad, and 2) you'll have a whole gallery of people who care enough about you to send you their bad photos, which surely will make you feel better about lots of things.
Posted by: Kitt at August 16, 2007 11:18 PM
oh I love love love that! brilliant, can I use the same date? or would that alter the universe and mean we don't get anything achieved :-) oh please pass the wine.
Posted by: Miss Dot at August 16, 2007 11:30 PM
Maryse & Valerie: If we can get Laurie online at 3 a.m., we could play spades. LOL ! (Notice, it's after 1:30 a.m. where I am. I'll be in full "worry-mode" in only 90 minutes.)
My trouble is that I always replay the day's events each night as I try to sleep. Can't shut it off. I too worry about things that COULD happen. They usually don't, but WHAT IF ?!? And a worry can easily go off on many tangents so that I forget what worry initially started it. This can get so bad that I'll go for a few days with only an hour or two of sleep (TOTAL !). And, that's on the days I'm NOT stressed out. Another thing: I usually tend to panic only AFTER a crisis. Weird. To see me during a normal day or even during an emergency, you'd think of me as being so very calm, cool, & collected. Nothing gets to me. After a crisis, I'm a big ol' mess.
Oh, and the procrastination ? Yep. Do that too. And how does it bite ME in the ass ? I end up worrying about crap I'd procrastinated doing. Ugh.
The good news is that I no longer worry so much about what others think of me. That's a milestone (and no longer a millstone!) in and of itself. Hooray !
Cheers, y'all.
Posted by: margaritavillian at August 16, 2007 11:46 PM
My dawter o_ce took a GREAT DMV photo. She called a_d asked if she could get repri_ts. What a dork.
I worry that I'm _ot worryi_g e_ough.
Ca_ you tell my veyvoard is havi_g issuesX
Posted by: The Other Ruth at August 17, 2007 02:08 AM
I thought I was the only one like this. :) I also am a chronic worrier/procrastinator. You have made me smile this morning. I love your writing and love your idea for procrastinating about worry. Good idea. Count me in! :)
Posted by: Sharon at August 17, 2007 04:40 AM
I'm so glad to hear you've discovered that your Super Power is PROCRASTINATION. Does a cape go with that? I have one cat with the Super Power of SHEDDING (powers of evil, watch out!) and one with the Super Power of BATHING (everybody and everything, even if she doesn't know where it's been!). My own Super Powers include BEING ABLE TO FIND THE LOST THING WHEN NO ONE ELSE CAN and INVENTING CHORES FOR CHILDREN WHO CLAIM TO BE BORED. It's a fabulous thing, being a Super Hero!
Posted by: Tamara in SC at August 17, 2007 05:08 AM
I have had "Way Over Yonder" by Carole King picked out for my funeral since 1972. I told all my family if that was not played I would come back & haunt them. I have all my plans written out, but now you've given me something else to worry about - - a PHOTO!! Off to see about Glamour shots!!
Posted by: Brenda at August 17, 2007 06:37 AM
Good grief. I've never even thought of an obituary photo or funeral music or flowers or what I want on my headstone! Thanks, now I have more things to worry about! ;)
Posted by: Heidi at August 17, 2007 07:32 AM
I always look like a super-white bushwacking hermit in my DMV photos. Although I have yet to turn out orange.
I am very good at procrastinating too. I'm supposed to be cleaning house right now. It probably won't get done today. I think I will take your worrying strategy and apply it to my cleaning worries.
Posted by: Dorothy at August 17, 2007 08:03 AM
Oh look! Other Ruth's cat is typing for her! Talk about Super Powers!
Posted by: Jill of the 7 cats at August 17, 2007 08:42 AM
Ok, Laurie I will share my motto with you:
Procrastinators Unite..............Tomorrow!!
Posted by: Katie at August 17, 2007 08:44 AM
Have a nice weekend(with no worries!) ;D
Posted by: Bea (Norway) at August 17, 2007 08:54 AM
99 Red Balloons
Posted by: Tola at August 17, 2007 09:06 AM
Laurie (and many of your readers) we are sisters in the worry/procrastination thing. My hubby always says 'why worry about something before it happens?' Why? To prepare, silly man!! I also do the health worry thing and (like some others mentioned) I do it best in the middle of the night. Yessiree, sleep? Not for me thanks. A friend of mine once woke up at 3 am to feel a rough patch of skin on her leg. Sure she had skin cancer she lay awake all night worried about it. When she woke up, she found it was dried oatmeal (she has kids). I do wish I could put the 2 neurosis together like you suggest. Perhaps I will try, but I worry it won't work.
Posted by: AmyL at August 17, 2007 09:39 AM
Y'know, had I not put off reading this post for three hours, I could have canceled my therapy appointment and saved myself fifty bucks. I am with you on the delayed worry... I think... I should check my schedule, maybe I forgot something...
Posted by: Trope at August 17, 2007 12:35 PM
Jeez! If that works sign me up! No more shrinks for me! I do say that I am going to be a pot smoking, Harley driving grandma which is totally out of character for me. I keep telling my son that since he is not having sex until he is 45 I will be old enough to do whatever the heck I want and probably not remember it anyway! Cheers to all!
Posted by: vanessa at August 17, 2007 03:22 PM
Don't worry too much about the flesh-eating bacteria. I recently survived a bout of MRSA, and lived. The scar on my finger's very small.
Posted by: val at August 17, 2007 04:13 PM
I actually went out and had photos taken just in case . . . It's like a charm for me - now that I have a relatively good picture, I can't die until I look totally different. I figure I'm good until the woman who colors my hair retires, then all bets are off.
Posted by: Anne the reader at August 17, 2007 06:14 PM
I am not gonna lie, I didn't have the patience to read 99 other comments. However, your other comments are almost as entertaining as you are.
But... this post/advice is not as nuts as you think. I teach middle school children, and they are notoriously bad at "seeing the big picture", but they are not the only ones. In general I think it's a difficult thing for folks to do.
However, time changes that. So. When my children (of the assigned to me type, not the biological type..cause dude, I'd screw up a real child o' mine) is kvetching or worrying...I ask these questions:
1. Will you worry/care about this in a week?
2. Will you remember/care about this in a month?
3. A year?
4. 5 years?
Seriously, think of yourself 5 years ago, do you worry on the same things?
Alright, I'm done. I've had some of the wine product you speak of. And also, I think you're awesome and wish I could hang out with you in Real Life. :)
Posted by: MelissainNC at August 17, 2007 09:22 PM
OK - I'm having computer problems {aaaauguughghg} and I'm waaay behind in my own blog and I'm procrastinating working on it by reading yours....I think I could challenge you to a Procrastinators' Wait-Down. We'll worry about that until November and plan it for -- hmmm -- next July?
Posted by: Dale-Harriet, Jewish Bubbeh in WI at August 18, 2007 07:30 AM
i too play scarlet o'hara and call it "avoidance behavior".
Posted by: gray la gran at August 18, 2007 12:49 PM
Brilliant. I want to copy your cat portrait and try to paint it. Any objections? And the blanky square in a weird color looks very love-worthy.
Posted by: painterwoman at August 19, 2007 05:42 PM
I laughed all the way through this post. Unfortunately because I can tote up on my board one life-changing bout of Necrotizing Fasciitis (Flesh eating bacteria) from staph aureus and later meth resistent staph (worse, oh so much worse). We of the lucky don't die from it we just live with its effects for the rest of our lives.
Recently I was diagnosed with a whole new disease. Great just great. Hey God, you could let Laurie have some she can worry for both of us. Nay, wouldn't wish that on an enemy.
Just worry, and don't get sick.
C
Posted by: Cindi at August 20, 2007 02:18 PM
YOU are the only person I know who would use~ coterie~ in a sentence.
I know..the gnomes made you do it.
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